capeandcowl | 015 ♣ [video]

[The video feed switches on to a half dressed Bond, jeans and topless as he slumps into a sleek, modern looking couch while the comm rests on what's likely to be the coffee table in front of him. There's a lingering silence for a moment, only broken by a constant sound of scratching in the background, interrupted by the occasional muffled meow from another room. Eventually Bond speaks, but not before allowing himself a hefty sigh.]

Seems like this place is just full of happy surprises. Can't go a few days without it throwing something else right back in your face.

The Porter certainly seems to have a sense of humour, I'll give her that…

[Except Bond's definitely not laughing. In fact, he's line facing rather epically, his gaze purposefully not looking directly at the camera as he holds up another comm in his hand. Someone elses, clearly. The pause makes that previous background noise come to the forefront once more, a slow crescendo of mewling and scuffling.]

Selina's comm… She's not answering her phone… Haven't seen her either, not since I woke up this morning...

[Something glass smashes in another room and it jerks James' attention over his shoulder for just a moment before he's looking back to the video feed again.]

I'll give the city a search in a bit, see if I can't find her elsewhere. Not holding out any hopes though, it's--- [Another smash, clatter and the muffled noise of a cat hissing from behind a door. Sounds like theres a kitty with some serious attitude problems. James snarls softly to himself, snatches up his comm and moves over to the door in question.]

Oh, and if there's anyone who's any good with cats then… well…

[He opens the door to the bathroom, angling the camera towards it as he attempts to show the batshit crazy demon cat in question, but there's only the view of several smashed bottles and complete silence.

Then suddenly, a flash of black at Bond's leg, a hiss and--]

AAARRGHH! YOU LITTLE SHI--

[And the feed cuts out suddenly.]

[ There is a very puffed-up black kitty hissing at you, James. She looks pissed. But he can probably tell that by the claw marks in his leg.

And then it looks away from him and starts pacing, as if lost in thought. ]

Do you want it? Free to a good home. Might go well with your whole Demon Child image.

... I'm good with animals. Do you want help with the cat?

Yes, yes, thank you, Catman. Not all of us are quite so in touch with the ability to crawl around on all fours and mewl piteously.

[ Kitty is peering in James' comm, wondering how the hell he knew that. ]

Oh my, there is no accounting for the literal nowadays, is there?

[Oh so smugly.]

Can't say I didn't get some satisfaction from that.

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that is already the name of his own cat xD

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